So, there we were .. Guy 1 I never did get his name ... oops! and I, lying in his bed while his roommate and his date for the evening were at it. We watched them, but decided it wasn't that much fun. They were too drunk to be doing anything too interesting. He and I went at it again, but it was nothing like the first time. We finally collapsed onto each other and fell asleep. In the morning, I woke up very quickly ... to the feeling of a pair of very strong hands gripping my soft place. I tried to roll over, but I was held in place. "Good morning, Sexy, " he said. I moaned back, "Good morning." "I was thinking I might help you wake up, " he said. I felt one of his hands slide away, but the first was still rubbing me so well, I wasn't going to interfere. "Coffee?" I purred, though I was pretty sure that the coy act wasn't convincing. "Not what I had in mind, " he said. I felt his other hand return, spreading something warm and fluid onto my soft place, and his fingers carefully worked in between the cheeks.

His finger probed all the way in, spreading the stuff thoroughly. I turned my head back to look at him, and sighed. "Is there something you'd like, Mister?" "Oh, yes, " he answered. "I'd like it very much.

" "Well, then, " I said. "I could be convinced to play along.

" This time, I managed to roll over. He was standing there at the foot of the bed, naked.

His erection was as hard as the first time last night, and he already had a condom in place. The jar of Vaseline was on the foot of the bed.

"So, you think I'm just going to wake up and let you play my soft place after we've just met?" I asked him, spreading my knees apart to give him a full view of me. "I was hoping, " he said. "Well, what kind of a girl do you think I am?" I asked, mocking the indignation. He paused a moment, before I let him off the hook. I grinned and said, "You should at least promise me breakfast afterwards." Then I rolled back onto my chest and spread my arms and legs out. He growled as he knelt on the bed, his shaft teasing the edge of my buttocks. I felt my breath sharpening as I anticipated the experience. I hadn't had a lot of anal sex, but I knew how much more intense it could be. His left hand slid around my side and cupped my breast. He kissed my back and neck as his right hand slid around my thigh, and came around to enter my softness. I was beginning to get fully wet, and when he slid two fingers into me, it only got more so. Then, he pulled me up sligtly and pushed himself into me.

I nearly screamed from the fast pain and immediate thrill of it. He pulled himself back slightly, and I pushed against him ... I didn't want him out.

I rocked up and down and he followed suit, the two of us grinding against each other. The friction and the tightness was fantastic. I was crying by the time he had his release. He was moaning and gasping as he collapsed onto my back. "You are so wonderful, " he moaned.

"But I think you need to get cleaned up before breakfast." In moments, we were in the shower. The hot water was very arousing, and I was already pretty much there from the earlier play ...

he'd gotten off, I hadn't.

As we began to lather up, he knelt in front of me and covered me with his mouth. He sucked, and the vacuum was almost more than I could take.

When his tongue shot into me, I had to grab the sides of the shower.

And then he began to toy and then, very gently, he nibbled on my lips. I was crying out by then, and my left hand was plowing through his hair. His hands came up and clutched my soft place, supporting my weight when I basically lost the ability to stand anymore. In fact, he backed off for one moment, just long enough to set me down on the floor of the shower.

Then he bent back down to me, and was absolutely merciless. His tongue, his nibbles ...

He had me going, and there was no stopping. His hands ran along my sides and my thighs, and periodically held my butt so that I was pushed harder and harder against his face. I felt my orgasm take me then, with his tongue inside my body. I had barely recovered from that one when he rose to his knees and pulled me underneath him. I barely saw his renewed erection before it was in me. He slid my wet body along the floor of the tub, bringing himself up and down within me. I was basically along for the ride this time. I cried out, but I did little more than moan and gasp while he was moving both of us. And then he shot off, his contractions and ripples very powerful inside my body.

The vibrations set me off again, and I was far off in orgasmic bliss when he finished thrusting and pulled his flaccid manhood out of me.

"I'm sorry, " he said. "For what?" I moaned, still breathing very heavily. "I don't think we got you as clean as we were supposed to.

" "Well, then, let's just keep trying, " I replied.

He worked over my whole body with a washcloth, paying quite a lot of attention to my inner thighs and softness. Finally, after more than an hour, we were out of the shower. His roommate was still snoring, and his date was hanging out of the bed. "I suppose I owe you a good breakfast, don't I?" he said. We went downstairs, and then we parted ways. I'd managed the first night of our little game, and now I had all Sunday to find a place to stay for the night. I decided that I'd try down at the beach. So I went and got my duffel bag and grabbed a change of clothes. My blue one-piece bathing suit has always turned a lot of heads ...

a front tie in the middle, a tie in the back, only slightly more than a thong in terms of back coverage, and ties on the sides around the waist, as well.

One night, half a dozen orgasms, and now all day to find Guy 2. This one, I did remember to get his name .. height16 src"http:graphics.pop6imagescommonchatsmilieswink.gif" width16> Still more to cum ...